Anything that can go wrong has

Have you ever had one of those days, you know, anything that can gone wrong has gone wrong and will continue to go wrong? What about one of those weeks. It's probably my fault. Unfortunately, I thought, or at least I had hoped that things would get better on their own. How wrong I was.
Sorry mom. Sorry God.
Yes, I am a dirty, rotten slacker who skips school every once and a while. Guess what? It's my problem, not yours.
Strike one.
I got kicked off the track team.
Strike two.
I don't really give a shit about anything right now.
Strike three.
Unfortunately, that means that I have struck out. Rock bottom, probably not so easy to get up after being kicked when I am already down for the count.
And, so what, I don't give a shit. Why is that anyone's problem but mine?